"Love, obsession are two different things. I don't know why you don't get it" I shouted at him already fed up of him stalking me
"This is not obsession but, love" he shouted at me back "I love you, Christiana" he said calmly, it almost sounded like a whisper
"Gabriella is dead! Were you the one that killed her?" I asked him as i looked at him curiously 
He didn’t say anything as he continued looking at me
"You killed her? I am going to report you to the police for thos crime" I said to him as I brought out my phone from my bag
"Listen to me, I wasn't the one that killed her. I don't even know anything about the killing" he said as he still remained calm
"You are the one that killed her" I said to him still insisting 
"I SAID, I WASN'T THE ONE THAT KILLED HER" he said shouting at me. His shout scared me that my phone slipped from my hand
His face remained scary as he continued looking at me
Oh goodness! 


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MY LIFE WITH THE DEADLY PLAYER

"Character, no. Personality, no. Beauty, I don't know. Wealth, a big no. Whatelse again? I guess that is all" I said as I shrugged and looked at them 


"Urgh... What the he'll did I just hear?" Kate asked as she put a finger in her ear 


"I don't even know either" Rosa said as she looked at me "Your family's wealth isn't as big as my own family's" she bragged as she looked at me 


"And yes, I heard Character, personality that you are better than us in those" Kate said as she looked at me 


"Yes, we are. If it is about wealth, then why were you guys drooling when you saw Margaret and I enter one of the most expensive cars in the world" I said and turned to Margaret "Let's leave" 


"What about our foods on the table?" Margaret asked as she looked at me 


"By now it would be cold, let's go to class now before the bell rings" I said as we walked to class together leaving the flabbergasted girls behind 


CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT: WHATEVER